Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 350 Hand-Torn Chicken (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)

Golden light fell, like an inverted bowl, crashing heavily onto the peak of Flower Fruit Mountain.

A scorching wind swirled around, accompanied by the sound of chanting Buddhist hymns echoing in the surrounding space, making one feel dazed and overwhelmed, with an irresistible urge to kneel down and worship the golden light.

Just then, a loud eagle cry suddenly rang out, followed by a flash of golden light hundreds of feet long. A pair of enormous wings, each over three hundred feet long, suddenly unfolded, blocking out the sunlight from the sky and bringing an atmosphere of boundless mystery and terror.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a magnificent roc, entirely black, noble and majestic without a single flaw. Its wings were spread out like spears and halberds, and the tail tip was dark gold, radiating a metallic luster under the refraction of sunlight.

With a glance, his golden eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty and ferocious light, and the divine power of the apex predator rolled out.

The Golden-Winged Roc, soaring ten thousand miles through the clouds!

With a gentle flap of its wings, the enormous roc gazed down at the mountain peak already shrouded in golden light, a disdainful smile flashing in its eagle eyes.

"What kind of chosen one is he? I thought he was so powerful, but he couldn't even withstand a single blow. It seems I was too cautious before."

Without a doubt, the golden light that just crashed down was the golden alms bowl that the Buddha Tathagata personally bestowed upon Yun Cheng Wanlipeng before he left Mount Ling.

This golden alms bowl is no ordinary magic weapon. When Sun Wukong and his disciples were traveling to the West, there was a trial involving the real and fake Monkey Kings. It was with this bowl that Buddha subdued the Six-Eared Macaque, forcing Sun Wukong to destroy his "two minds" for the first time.

Now, he sent Yun Cheng Wanlipeng to Huaguo Mountain with this golden bowl, intending to repeat his old trick.

If it is discovered that the chosen one has not followed the plan to wear the golden headband and convert to Buddhism, Yun Cheng Wanli Peng will use the power of this golden bowl to subdue him, bring him back to Mount Ling, and then combine the power of all the Buddhas to forcibly convert him and restore him to the position of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

The idea was good, and Yuncheng Wanlipeng did exactly that.

Having witnessed Wu Xian's single-handed defeat of 100,000 heavenly soldiers and the formidable fighting power of the immortals and gods, Yun Cheng Wanlipeng, no matter how arrogant he was, dared not say that he was certain of victory.

Therefore, when he saw the chosen one emerge from the strange rock without any trace of the golden headband on his head, he immediately summoned the golden alms bowl bestowed by Buddha, intending to take Wu Xian, who had just experienced a battle, by surprise and completely suppress him to prevent any accidents from happening.

Thinking of this, Yun Cheng Wanlipeng became even more pleased with himself and immediately recited an incantation to put away the golden bowl and take it back to the Western Paradise.

However, the next second, its expression suddenly changed drastically, because it realized through its connection with the golden bowl that it was empty.

Forget about the chosen ones; even that filthy Pigsy has vanished without a trace.
In an instant, alarm bells rang in Yun Cheng Wanlipeng's heart. Without thinking, he flapped his wings fiercely and was about to transform into a golden rainbow and leave the area of ​​Huaguo Mountain.

To be fair, without exaggeration or bias, his ability to escape has always been good.

But just then, before his wings could even land, the world around him was already covered in a deep blue color.

The flowing wind, the fleeting shadows, the projected light—along the faint, spreading layer of pale blue light, almost all the "matter" and "energy" encompassed by the light were "paused" from their flow.

If someone were to look down from above, they would see that the entire area where Huaguo Mountain is located has been covered by a huge Bagua formation. Everything within the formation's range has become still and unable to move.

Feng Hou Qi Men - Enhanced Version of Bagua Runes.

With a whoosh, Wu Xian landed on Yun Cheng Wanlipeng's back, a mocking glint in his eyes.

"Yun Cheng Wanli Peng, is it...? It's rumored that your speed is unparalleled in the world, and you can fly more than 90,000 miles with a single flap of your wings. If that's the case, those wings must be quite chewy, and they must taste pretty good too." Wu Xian's use of the Feng Hou Qi Men technique this time only restricted the changes in the body and primordial spirit, but did not seal the mind. Therefore, Yun Cheng Wanli Peng was able to hear Wu Xian's words and was instantly alarmed.

However, with its physical body and primordial spirit sealed, it was unable to resist or beg for mercy. It could only watch helplessly as Wu Xian's body enlarged, and then he stretched out his hands and pressed them onto its wings, pulling them outward little by little.

“I heard that on his journey to the West five hundred years ago, Sun Wukong encountered monsters that he could not kill, almost half of which were because they all had gods backing them up. He kept this matter in his heart and never got over it.”

“Now that Sun Wukong is dead, you are still alive and well. As his descendant, and having received so many benefits, it is only right and proper for me to fulfill his wish.”

As he said this, Wu Xian's smile became even more flamboyant and unrestrained. He turned his head to look westward, his golden eyes blazing with flames, as if traversing endless void, to meet a pair of blood-red Buddha eyes filled with warning.

"How about... you start first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Feng Hou Qi Men technique was instantly dispelled.

At the same time, Wu Xian pulled hard with both arms, and accompanied by Yun Cheng Wanlipeng's scream, a dish called "Hand-Torn Chicken" was freshly made.

Immediately afterwards, blood and feathers scattered, staining the entire sky red, and the bird head of Yun Cheng Wanli Peng also shattered and exploded in the next second. Even his primordial spirit could not escape and vanished into thin air along with it.

"Buzzing—"

With a flash of golden light, the golden bowl, which was originally suppressed by the Feng Hou Qi Men, soared into the sky and expanded in the wind, reaching a range of a hundred miles in the blink of an eye. Its power was three times greater than when Yun Cheng Wan Li Peng personally activated it.

The golden bowl trembled slightly, and countless mysterious and obscure runes, resembling the swastika symbol, appeared within its inner universe, instantly forming a large array.

Within the grand formation, the sky was filled with light, like twinkling stars. A golden lotus platform appeared, and the Buddha sat cross-legged on it, his left hand on his knee and his right hand at shoulder level with his palm facing forward, forming the Abhaya Mudra, with a compassionate expression.

"The chosen one..."

The phantom of Buddha spoke, but before he could utter three words, a familiar stick lashed out at him, interrupting his next words.

"clang----!!!"

An indescribable power erupted in an instant, directly causing the phantom of Tathagata and the great array of Buddha light to disintegrate, leaving them no room for resistance.

Immediately afterwards, the Ruyi Jingu Bang, with its remaining momentum, continued to strike the golden bowl, directly reducing it to its original size. Then, it transformed into a shooting star and flew into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, you didn't even come in person, yet you thought you could show off to me. You've got a fool of yourself now."

Wu Xian retrieved the Ruyi Jingu Bang, hoisted it onto his shoulder, gave a disdainful sneer, and then looked at the spot where the golden bowl had disappeared, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"F-Fuck!"

Just then, a belated exclamation came from behind. Pigsy looked up at the sky, looking dazed. After a long while, he stiffly turned to look at Wu Xian and stammered, "What do you mean?"

"Nephew, what did you just knock away? Please tell me, it wasn't the Buddha!"

(End of this chapter)